The Letter
And so he told her…
Don’t forget the strawberries!
It’s all about the strawberries.
Lest you spend an existence
wandering through life’s mazes
ever searching for the way out.
And when perchance you hold one;
savor its succulence with fevered fervor.
Declare your passions decidedly
with lines large and boldly drawn.
Gifts are meant to be cherished.
Do see that yours get unwrapped?
Eternally Yours,
Everett
Copyright 11/2013
Dani Heart
I love strawberries. And I love that you started with that.
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Stacie we have to appreciate the little things. 🙂 Thanks for stopping by.
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Lush poetry here, Dani– loved it! 🙂
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Thank you so much Rara. xo
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I am so dense when it comes to poetry, but I felt like this was not about a strawberry, but…ahem…a “strawberry” 😉
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Giggles at Jen…. it could definitely be taken that way. This literally came to me in a dream.state.. and was narrated by a southern gentleman. I think it is probably subject to interpretation like all poetry…but my feeling about it was that life is about the journey and not about the destination. 😉 xo
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